"Yang Jian, I want you to die!"
The Demon King's eyes glowed red, and in an instant, a disgusting smell filled the air. After smelling the pungent odor, Ye Zichen felt that the whole person's spirit was gradually becoming sluggish.
boom.
boom.
boom.
The people around him kept tilting their heads and fell to the ground, and he subconsciously opened his fiery eyes...
The souls of these people are flying towards the Demon King above the void, as are those souls that have long since died and have not been captured by the ghosts of the underworld!
"not good."
Standing proudly in midair, Yang Jian frowned. His third eye could clearly see the souls of the mortals below, becoming the nourishment of the Demon King and nourishing his body.
Gradually, the strength of the opposing Demon King gradually increased.
Yang Jian's brows twitched, and if he dragged on like this, even if he faced this demon king, he would have some trouble.
"Small tricks, die!"
The right hand stabbed forward fiercely, and the Demon King standing opposite did not know when the broken hand had grown back.
Slightly greedy licked the corner of his mouth, playing with the taste.
"The soul of a mortal is indeed a great tonic."
Seeing that Yang Jian's halberd stabbed over, the Demon King did not retreat but advanced this time, his fist flashing black light, and he slammed towards the halberd.
"Let go!"
The Demon King burst into a drink, and the moment the halberd collided with his fist, there was a "ding" sound.
The huge back shock spread to the palm of the hand, and the tiger's mouth cracked, but Yang Jian still held his halberd tightly.
"Mummy, it's a little tricky." Yang Jian cursed in his heart, if he was swallowed by the Demon King like this, he would have absolutely no chance of winning.
"Don't be nervous, think about what the monkey will do if this happens!"
Yang Jian whispered in his heart, but after thinking about it, the only thing that came to his mind was...
"Hey, if Grandpa Sun touches it, hit him with a stick and take care of him so much. If you can beat him, let's talk about it!"
"Dead monkey, why can't you say something nice."
Yang Jian cursed in his heart. At this moment, Sun Dasheng, who was eating peaches in the Water Curtain Cave of Huaguoshan, sneezed involuntarily.
With a frown, he threw the peach in his hand aside and pinched his fingers a few times.
"Yang Jian... What danger has this grandson encountered? I can't tell where it is, that's all, I can only pray that nothing happens to him!"
"Hahaha, Yang Jian, the God of War in Heaven, is no more than a little!"
The demon king laughed wildly, Yang Jian gritted his teeth after hearing this...
"Monkey is right, let's fight again. Let this grandson show off his power here, how can I bear it!"
boom.
Holding the halberd in his hand tightly, Yang Jian frantically stabbed towards the Demon King.
Ding ding ding.
What was frustrating was that the halberd stabbed on the Demon King could not cause him any damage at all. It's like there is a solid protective shield outside his body, which cannot be penetrated.
"Yang Jian, you are defeated!"
The Demon King laughed wildly, and he absorbed the souls of ordinary people around him violently. Immediately, his eyes stopped on Ye Zichen's body below.
"Fall to the sky... come back to the Demon Realm with me!"
The big hand of nothingness probed towards Ye Zichen, and Yang Jian was shocked and shouted.
"Brother, run!"
At this time, Ye Ye Chen also felt that something locked him. He wanted to withdraw and leave, but found that he could not move at all as if he had been immobilized.
"follow me!"
"Holy Light shines!"
At this moment, a dazzling holy light suddenly flashed in the west. When the holy light shone on the Demon King, his body immediately became festering.
At the same time, there was a stern shout above the void.
"Yang Jian, what are you waiting for!"
"Hey, thank you!" With a faint smile, Yang Jian, who was somewhat helpless to the Demon King, slashed the halberd in his hand towards the arm without hesitation.
Nourishing.
Fuchsia blood sprayed all over the silver Zhankai, and the huge arm fell from the air, splashing choking dust.
"what… "
The Demon King covered his broken arm with his left hand, and before he could react, Yang Jian, who was holding the halberd, rushed towards him again.
"die!"
The halberd pierced the Demon King's chest with a cunning attack...
"Humph!"
A groan sounded from the Demon King's mouth and nose, and he lowered his head to see that Yang Jian's halberd had completely pierced his chest.
The halberd in his hand was turned and pulled out, and a huge blood hole appeared on the Demon King's body.
"Cough..."
The purplish red blood kept flowing outwards like no money, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.
While you are sick! kill you!
brush.
The halberd stabbed the Demon King's head with force.
Snapped.
Like a bursting watermelon, the Demon King's head exploded.
"Yang Jian, this king remembers you!"
Unexpectedly, the Demon King survived this blow. A huge space crack appeared from the void, and the Demon King jumped into the crack.
"Want to run!"
Yang Jian stepped forward, and at this moment, Ye Rong appeared beside him and patted his shoulder and shook his head at him.
"Don't go, there is the underworld where the demons live. If you go... let alone you, even Sanqing can't come back alive."
"Thank you so much just now!"
Yang Jian transformed his body into a normal form and bowed his hands towards Ye Rong.
Shaking her head with a chuckle, Ye Rong turned around and flew towards Ye Zichen.
"Zichen."
Pulling Ye Zichen into her arms, she looked at it carefully with a worried look. After a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's really good that you're fine."
"You're worried." Ye Zichen's expression sank, and at this moment, the ancient clan chief came over.
The turbid general's eyes were mixed with uneasy flickering, and Ye Rong's face also showed a touch of disappointment after seeing him.
"You are old too."
"Xiao... Xiao Rong." The patriarch of the ancient clan opened his mouth with trembling lips.
The shoulders trembled violently, and Ye Zichen could feel how much Ye Rong's heart was fluctuating at this time.
But soon, Ye Rong sorted out her emotions and spoke to the ancient patriarch with a light smile.
"Old man, this farce is over, and I deeply regret the loss of the ancient clan. This time, there is no movement. People from the China Insurance Regulatory Commission may come to the clan to inquire tomorrow. You should clean this place as soon as possible, so as not to give The ancients have brought unnecessary trouble. By the way, when the other party investigates, please conceal the appearance of Yang Jian and me."
"Xiao Rong!" The ancient patriarch sighed, shaking his shoulders, "You... are you blaming me?"
"What are you talking about?" Ye Rong smiled faintly and said, "I just don't want to get involved in that unnecessary turmoil. Come to think of it, Yang Jian thinks the same way, don't think too much."
"Gu Rong, it's the father's fault, come back!" the ancient clan chief shouted through gritted teeth.
His face suddenly paused, and immediately, Ye Rong's face showed a faint wry smile.
"I think you've got the wrong person. My name is Ye Rong, not Gu Rong!"